Decatur Democrat, Volume 35, Number 37, Decatur, Adams County, 4 December 1891 — Page 7

CRUEL -FAS-'; ■ THE GRAVE; The Secret of Dunraven Castle. BY ANNIE ASHMORE, Author of "FaithfUl Margaret,” Etc., Etc CHAPTER IX.)—Continued.) He retired from that presence a disgraced man. A great trust had been confided to him. and he had betrayed it. He had been powerful—his powar was •verthrown; his had been a busy life and a useful—solitude and shame were to be his portion henceforward. Frq?h from this blow my lord wrote me: he pronounced my doom. We must nart; never again should he take into ins daily life the wife whose heart had strayed to such as Richard Accnngt n. He would not divorce me, because he deemed me-guiltless in deed though not in neart. I should still bear his name if 1 chose, and reside in one of his domains, but never again should he look upori my face. This was your fiat, my Ibid, and 1 submitted. You never had to complain of rebellion in poor Engelonde, had you? And though you put me away from you, you cannot prevent me from loving you still, loving you forever. I chose the place of my exile myself; my lord offered me other homos, fairer and more cheerful. But a repudiated wife could find no room for critical comparison in her crushed heart, when her young, sweet life lay in ruins around her. A lonely islet in the Hebirdean Seas, far from a sterile coast—a fitting retreat lor the bruised spirit that has no more zest for life. You grieved, they say, my lord, at poor Engolonde’s choice, condemning her to worse than death you still could spare a little pity for the trivial discomforts of her situation. Perhaps you read icy motive wrong, and deemed it the self-mortification of the , remorseful. Ah. no, my lord, lam guilty of nothing in the eyes of God save of loving you too wo 1. One precious boon you gave me, which proved that say what you will, your instlhct bacio you trust me despite your cruel Jealousy. In iny third year of exile, hearing that the starved life forces were running low, and that Engelonde might die, you sent my sweet L'lva to be my consolation, my treasure, my dear savior from madness. Os that other inmate you placed in my home I disdain 10 complain: you judged it beslfor me, nodoubt, thatthe direc or es my hou ohold should be that devoted friend who had clung to you so long, and who already knew something of our painful se ret: but John Hrcombe is no counselor or friend ot mine—no slimy reptile is more shunned or loathed by me than ho, the wretch whose baseness ruined mo. My Lord Inchcape has brought home his heir to him, a distant cousin who was still at college when I married. lie is a noble youth, I hear, and my lord is warmly attached to him. I do not grudge Edgar Ardon his splendid prospects, yet often the heart-piercing reflection comes 10 me that it might have been my son that Lord Inchcape loved and took ; rido in, but for the treachery •f Richard Accrington and the falsehood es John si room be. When the e two confess the truth, my love will take me back to his heart and into hi< life. Ah, who will wring the truth from them? who will break my chain and set me free? who will wipe the imputed dishonor from Lord Inchcape’s same? Oh, lor deliverance, deliverance. CHAPTER X. “THAT HAPPY BIRD.” Edgar Arden laid down the last page •f my lady’ji story with an air of ineffable revert nee; his whole, manhood rose ■u in Indignant protest against the cruel wrongs which had been heaped upon that sweet, devoted woman: ho longed to be np and doing in her defense “Who will break your chain and set you free, sweet soul?" murmured he with generous emotion. “I will, if man ran doit.” He recarod the long kept mystery which had hung about his kinsman Inch eape, thought of his friends kept at a distance, his noble aspirations laid down dll unfulfilled: Row the proud man had suffered in thus wronging his innocent wife. .. To bring back happiness, honor, a prc.ud name vindicated—would not that boa triumph worth striving for? And . the young man s heart glowed in her. Ic impulse. lor ho loved his kinsman, as the young French soldier loves the first Napoleon, for tho iraditßns of hisgr. atness and for the pity ot his downfall. Yet, in forming this resolve, Edgar •was not blind to the difference it might make in his own fair future.. As long as my Lord Inchcape liv< d in estrangem nt from his wife. Edgar Arden was his heir; for live ye rs he had believed himself th i fnev itablo successor of tho earl, had been fitting himself for his future station, and unfitting himself for a life of labor and Obscurity. All this passed clearly before him, yet with undimmed enthus asm host! 1 went back to his first dazzling impu s^—“l shall be that guilt'ess lady’s champion— I shall bring back happiness to h r, and to tho husband she loves so well!" , When Edgar again sought the ladies, they were settled with.their work in the summer house of the courtly old garden, Mr. Sircombe in attendance with his bobk. Edgar was forced to put a strong eonstraint upon himself to hide the ecorn he telt for the caitiff hound, but for Lady Inchcape’s sake he was enabled te treat him with nothing worse than grim civility. Still his private •pinion found ample expression in his •yes; and this stirred up Sircombe’s secret animosity to cold fury—he could have poisoned the supercilious intruded Lady Inchcape had caused a fur rug tp be spread for the convalescent in a pleasant nook, where he might rest and receive the strengthening salt breezes, while gazing on the free sweep of the ocean, dotted with distant sails. She welcomed him to het side with a •lose clasp of her nervous hand, and an eogro.-alng expectancy on her face; but they could not converse confidentially then, and he only gave her -a truehearted smlo and pressed her hand. Beautiful (Jiva was peculiarly radiant to day; she v>as innocently elated by the triumphant recovery of the stranger Whom she secretly claimed as her own recall ar protege, because as Kenmore ad said, she had given him back his Use And Kenmore's prophecy stimulated the joyous young creature’s interest fa Edgar; though her womanhood wae as yet unawakened, she wove pretty fancies snout the handsome stranger, and loved to see him happy by the side of her darling mamma—Engelonde. Edgar thought he could fathom Lord Jutbcape’s morbid feeling about his E' j f EF/., I - ' ■ ; '

daughter; that he could never permit any honorable man to marry tho daughter ot an attainted name; so he had sent her to lonely Dunraven to be a companion to his wife. What a cruel future for Ulva, if this were all. The first moment that Lady Inchcape and he were alone she turned to him eagerly. “You have read it?" asked she, tremulously, her sensitive face burning. “Every word, Lady Dunraven, and with such reverence, such conviction, as only the truth could inspire," he answered. He could see how his words ' soothed and comforted her, and how her i wrung and tortured susceptibilities rest- | ed in peace updh the welcome belief that ’ he still reverenced her, eventhough she I Was a repudiated wife, with a d.sgrace- ; ful stigma upon her. “Would it convince my lord?” she I whispered with brightening eyes. Poor Edgar dared not reply, for he | knew the indomitable pride of Inchcape. I “Ah, no; you think it won dnot ’’said ' she, mournfully. “Jealousy is cruel as tho grave, and estranged love is harder ! to convince than indifference ” i She sank back sighing; she was very grateful for his sympathy, but she had j no hope. “My whole heart is in "the matter," said Edgar, humbly. “When I leave ; you it shall be to do what I can to obtain justice for you. Can you trust in I me so far?” “I believe in your loyalty and cour- | age,” said she, giving him her hand with | one of her old-time fascinating smiles; : “but I cannot see how mortal n an can ' wring tho truth from those two cravens who lied my happiness away.” “Let me try,” he implored, “I may /succeed. ” She looked at him with starting tears. “Nqble heart!” she murmured. “I do think you might. Very well, I make you my champion, and bid you God speed!” He solemnly kissed her hand to seal the contract; he felt it binding as a sacred obligation. She little dreamed who this champion was who had undertaken to restore her to her husband and home—that it was that very Ardon whose solemn recognition at Inchcape Fosse as the Earl’s heir had so wrung her poor heart, and etn bittered her recollections of that stately home where once she reigned supreme. But Edgar exulted over his unknown relationship: he felt strong to work for her with such a right as that, and how could Inchtape hold out against his wife, when the very heir, whose interests were naturally antagonistic to hers, vowed that he believed in her wholly. And st.ll he hid his Identity from her, . fearing to chill her faith in him. A few days restored Edgar almost completely. He y elded to his friend's earnest desire, and did not leave her the moment he was strong enough to travel. “Think what a boon it is to me to have a friend omemore, ” she pleaded “It is | like cold water to a prisoner perishing of i thirst. Stay but a few days longer and lot mo grow strong by seeing your j strength and goodness. I am so weary of sorrow, ah, so weary!” But he trembled for dread while he stayed, lor Ulva had stolen all his heart, and what if he should betray this to her, and disturb her peace? Ulva was proud to lead him about, showing him all her haunts inside and 1 outside of the tower and up and down the island; wherever her dainty caprice pointed, she was sure of a compan on, docile and trusty, whose interest never flagged. Os course they did not ramble about thus en tete-a tete in the American mode. England, like France, sets up many barriers between tho sexes, and I the young lady’s rank added to those. j Sometimes it was the grave and rev- I erend Mr. Sircombe who chaperoned ! them, sometimes Ulva’s own middle- i aged maid, once her nurse, who carried I her wraps after her, and sedately sat behind whenever they stopped to rest. But no third person could interpose between these two young spirits, which day by day drew nearer to each other, drawn by mutual sympathies. When (Jiva took him among the Highland people who lived in the tiny hamlet by the shore, and supported themselves by flsh ng, and he saw how they lovrd their Ooiava, and how she loved them—that was another fascination to draw him to her. And when she perceived how simple, kind, and compassionate he was to her poor people, how eager to cheer the sorrowful and help the feeble, how untiring his interest in their picturesque daily lives—that wooed her toward him, as personal flattery never could have done. Then they would find some silent nOok amid the silver-gray rocks, on a divan of red-ball heather hedged round with the fox-glove standing high, and a carpet of bracken, gold and emerald, era-, bro'.dered with hair stemmed blue-bells, and the red crane's bill, and what he read so well she drank in with every feeling charmed, and that drew them very near each other's hearts Ah, yes; wherever her fearless, dainty feet could go she had taken him; and in spite of the bod’ing watchful eyes of my lord's secretary and his heart-hiding smile, they had been happy, unutterably happy together, these two. “I think Mr. Edgar has got to the end of my repertory,” laughed Ulva to her stepmother one gloomy, gray afternoon as the throe stood on a small stone terrace which overhung tho scarped cliff on tho inland side of the tower. “Even Mr. Sircombe has nothing left, 1 can see.” That gentleman siood, as usual, a little apart in secret-forced deference to l ady Inchcape's fierce repulsion. “Between us,” Ulva went on. “we have made him acquainted with all our barbican ourdemi lunes, our lerre-plein, our dungeons, everything that we have ” “Our small is and bolds few a' tractions to detain a stranger long among us,” said Mr. Sircombe from his distance, with a serious air, “but I could direct Mr Edgar to some noble ruins on the Sbotch coast, far more worthy the explorer than our comparatively modern Dunraven Tower.” “Thank you, ” bowed Edgar, sarcastically, “but 1 shall not trouble you yet.” “Oh, Mr. Sircombe,”.cried Ulva looking up with sparkling eyes—“the undiscovered cell under the southern bastion! I have just recol.ected it If Mr. Edgar and you were to find that mystert us entrance, that would amuse him. The cell has been sealed up for a hundred years, they say,” (this to Edgar) “think what interesting antiquities might be lying there waiting for a discover. Nobody can find the entiance.” “Shall I search for it?" asked Edgar charmed with the idea of do ng anything that might grati.y her “Yes, and be sure and discover It, then we shall always <al it ‘Edgar’s cell,’” laughed Ulva, with innocent e ation. They explained that the an ient dungeons of Lun raven had been hewn out of the solid rock iounJations of the tower, the entrances so contrived as to be difficult to d scovor. All the other rock chambers hud been found, and cleared of debris, b: t the entrance to the dungeon of the southern bast.on was yet a mystery. “If I may utter an opinion," Interposed Lady Inchhpe. anxiously, “I would say that Mr. Edgar l< not yet quit* robust enough to undertake anything so laborious." Ulva’s anxiety awoke on the Instant “Let* as defer the search then." she pleaded, “bu you must not go without making the dis ove-y " “There is one thing yon have not shown me, that 1 dura not ask to see,"

■ •aid- Edgar’s dyes, “your own sweet heart • “We have not shown Mr. Edgar Blent-' na-Vrecken from the sea," said Mr. Sircombe, goaded by that too eloquent glance, to Interpose his word, at" the I risk of provoking one of Lady Inchcape’s involuntary icy looks. “The water looks so calm this afternoon that I am sure it would be an agreeab e time to row round the isle. And Kenmore, I know, is disengaged." * As he said this rather eagerly, Edgar could not help gazing curiously at him, and speculating as to how far a mutual • sentiment might carry these two towards becoming accomplices to get him away I from Sleat na-Vrecken. Kenmore and Sircombe, banded to- ! gether against the unwelcome guest, i might Very possibly proceed to take high I ground to get rid of him, might even ! carry him off in spite of his remonI strances and land him on the Scottish ' coast. I Edgar laughed at himse f for this ; wild fancy; yet Sircombe was strangely pale. ! Ulva’s thoughts flew to Kenmore and i his vengeful threat, and, womanlike, she did not laugh the fancy away. She objected to the trip “Too cold for an invalid,*' said she. “Merely bracing," smiled Mr. SirI combo. “I am sure Kir. Edwar is not afraid?” and he darted a taunting glance I at him. I Poor Edgar! that settles it “Afraid of what, or of whom?" asked ! he, haughtily, and so little did be relish : the taunt that he did not even invite ; Ulva to be one of the party, lest Sirl combe should think he meant to shelter himself from possible unpleasantness behind her presence. And she waited, wondering and disappointed, to be asked, and could sarce endure to see him go withoqt her. Mr. Sircombe disappeared to make the requisite arrangements with Kenmore. Edgar seized the opportunity to ask Ulva to walk part of the way down the ' cliff with him; and so. with a sweet, j kind smile and “bon voyage!” from Lady Inchcape, they started. j Oh, first love! what sweetest poet] ever could paint you sweet or pure I enough? They wandered down the precipitous : pathway; they were soon out of sight of the Tower; then the way grew steeper, j and what could be do but take her litt.e i hand and nest e it on his arm to sup- ! ' port her’ And when, with a whirr and I a triumphant bird-scream Llva'a little pet lark dropped down from neaven into her bosom, and she covered it with her lovely hand and called it her darkling, true heart, her litt c constancy—what lover could have resisted the exquisite delight of uttering the words that filled his heart? i “That happy bird!” murmured Edgar, I dreamily. “A thousand t mes a day I ; envy him. Our stories are so like each I other at first: you sa\ed both our lives, and we both return you pur whole souls, ■ full of gratitude—and loxe. But you ; have taken the bird to your heart, and 1 ” “And you must not quote unknown authors on a steep path,” interrupted Ulva, at last finding presence of mind to stop t the passionate words, without owning'that she understood them. She had grown very pale and the tears were • in her eyes, but she smiled for all that, and he was actually deceived. As she ran on a few steps with her lark flying by her shoulder, Edgar almost cursed himself for the mad impulse which had caused him so to forget duty and honor. He looked so pale and grieved when at last she turned round, that her heart swelled with sud en tender remorse, i and she went back, and laid her bird in. j his ha ds, very trustfu ly; then moved I off' and gathered a little knot of bluei bells and white heather, which she . offered him next “You must fasten It Into my coat for me, ’then; you see both my hands are engaged in forming a nest for TrueHeart,” said he, almost humbly, for his conscience smote him again They stood to perform the operation, two happy, absorbed young creatures, tasting for the first time the most delicious draught this earth has to bestow. They had reached the base of ther&llff, and were in the edge of a thicket or the hardy Scotch fir which gird.ed the rude peak; still further down, but invisible from their position, the few huts clustered on the edge of the beaeh. Uha’s wide sleeves fell back as she raised her lovely arms to fast n the wild flowers on his breast, and as she threw back her head, her deep, velvety eyes looked upward—the most beautiful, the most dangerous look a woman’s eyes can give; while h r milk-white throat and all the melting undulations of her sumptuous bust were seen in their most fascinating attitude. Edgar stood motionless as a statue, and pale as one, till a vfelb’e tremor sho k him. Then these words burst from him: “Ulva! Ulva! If I cannot win you for my wife, my life will be a curse t > me!” She started from him with a stifled cry, and st od off, gazing wild-eyed at him, like some beautiful, startl d creature too proud to fly; all her woman's pride was up in arms against this abrupt, vneeremonious wooing, aud her blood fired—the blood of the ancient Inchcapes, that, never brooked insult. “I—fear—you—have — mistaken — the —person.” gasped she, word by word, for, with all her wrath, something seemed to be wringing the blood out of her laboring heart, and to be turning the who e world sad and du i. “Ah! L'o not l< ok at me with that expression—you torture me!" cri d Edgar, in passionate grief. “1 deserve your India ation lor daring to speak ot love without Lord Inchcape’s permission gained first; but I do n t deserve your scorn and loathing; oh no, sweet Llva, no!” The sound of measured footsteps put an end to the scene, leaving the pair distracted, Edgar with remorse and grief, Uiva with amazement at his last words, mounting above her other emotions. He knew that she was Lord Inchcape’s daughter! Who, thep, was this who came to their asylum knowing all about the secret which even she had not penetrated! It was Mr. Sircombe who strode upon them, so grim and ghastly that if either had been capable of examinig him they would have seen at once that he had overheard the last speech at least, if no more, and that his mind was made up. He made no comment, however, except to announce in a toneless voice that Kenmore won d follow to the shore at once, and that he would recommend Mr. Edgar to put on one of the fur coats which he had broughtover his arm. “1 shall leave you here. Mr. Edgar,” said U.va, tn a low voice, with her eyes on the ground. And although ho felt >s If ho would commit soma madness if she left him without one sign of softened feeling, she moved away like one in a drea i), h r lark flitting about her gayly, and <lll bed up the steep without one backward glance. “Now," said Sircombe in a terrible vo > o, when she was qulto gone, “are you satisfied that your honor Is no safeguard for that defenseless lady?" Edgar turned a gaze upon his wouldbe judge that checked him like a stone wall. “ ease! defamer of the Innocenti" said he. “You babble of honor? You who betrayed Ludy Inchcape by a liel" “Hush bl V\ho are you that knows , no u>u h of the secret history of Inchoate?” whispered Sircombe, aghast.

»- ■ ' •But not another word here—follpw me —this way, Sir Spy; and, now, please to explain yourself." CHAPIEK XI. “wnrcaxm ITHVRDUI?” He had led the way round an abutment of the cliff, perhaps a score of fiet from the path; they came to a halt in a hollow, close under the cliff, in a carious ni he, protected from inquisitive eyes by a great granite boulder perched on a slight elevation opposite the cleft In the cliff wall. A mass of wild honeysuckle and ivy mantled far up the rugged crag; glancing upward one saw that th j stood directly beneath the southern bastion of the tower. “Now, sir, I demand an explanation of your words!" said Sircombe, at white heat. “Mr. Sircombe, I owe you no explanation of either motive or meaning; but, of my own froe will, I will tell you that I am one who knows the fact of your treachery to Lady Inchcape in her hour of need; and that I hold the power in my hands to have you driven from under yonder roof in merited disgrace." The director grew ashen pale, and recoiled in dismay. “Then it is as I feared, ”he muttered, between his teeth. “She has made you her confidant, and you believe her, of course. But you may not find that Lord Inchcape is equally credulous.” “Oh, 1 intend to cause yon to convince him,” retorted Edgar, quetly; “you shall repeat the conversation which you overheard that night between the lady and Coonel Accrington; and when' Lord Inchcape compares your testimony with his'wife’s the truth shall prevail." “And what power do you Imagine you possess over me, to foice me into this act of self-destruction?" demanded Sircombe, his hollow eyes flaring “I make no threats; • replied Edgar, scornful, y “I shall give you a chance to act tike an honest man. ” For a long pause, neither spoke. The i hush of death brooded around them; no ! leaf stirrei nor oird fang; the heavens ! hung low and gray. I John Sircombe was looking this calamity which had befallen him in the face, and the longer he looked the more appalled he was. Lady Inchc.xpe had rebelled at last, and had chosen a champion who seemed ; resolute to sue eed in righting her ' wrongs. And her vindication meant Siri combe's ruin, for he had not only withi held the testimony which would have ; saved her but he had skillfully k ; ept • aiive the smoldering fires of intmeupe’s suspicion and jeaonsy ever since —had, in fact, done his best to keep them estranged. At first he had done this through love of powgr and an important pIMB I but since Ulva came to grow up un4tf* his eyes into a flower of all masterla? ' loveliness—ah, since then it had grown ceath to be discovered and cast out in disgrace! And now this man had come, young, care-free, pitiless in his insolent powers of fasc nation, and he loved her! give me the chance to act like an h nest man,” repeated Sircombe, bitterly. “What, then, if I should propose to buy your honesty with mine?” “Ah, you mean ” “Yes, 1 mean Lady Ulva. If I promise to make reparation to Lady Inchcape, will you promise to leave Lady Ulva forever?” “I shall make no such compromise with you,” said Edgar, s owly. “I love the lady, and I beiieve I shall yet receive Lord Inchcape’s permission to woo her.” “Ah, you say this to my face!" cried Slrcoirbo, fiercely, and he made a gesture so full of maddened fury that Edgar took an involuntary step backward from ti e distorted visage that bent toward him. As he did so the tangled vines parted beneath his weight, a dark aperture yawned lehind him, and the next moment he fell headlong backward, clutching wildly at the v nes, whi h broke in brittle handfuls and then closed over the aperture as before. Sircombe had uttered a yell of warning—Edgar was silent—and started forward to aid him—but he was too late. He gazed at the leafy screen with dazed senses; he put oi t his hand to tear it apart, but paused in the very act, and for a long, long minute considered, with fixed eye and hands outstretched. There was neither voice nor movement within. He straightened himself, his arms dropped to his side, he drew a Ipng breath and warily stole a glance around. Nothing but the lowering heavens and the motionless trees to be seen. Ito be continued. ] The Antiquity of Wire. It is not generally known that the manufacture of those metallic filaments or shreds known as wire is one of considerable antiquity, and has been traced by good authorities as far back as the period of early Egypt. A specimen of wire made by the Niievltes some 800 years B. C. is exhibited at the South Kensington museum. Homer and Pliny referred to similar productions in their writings. From such remote eras up to the fourteenth century wire in its general acceptation was produced by hammering out strips of metal. Tho operation of wire drawing is mentioned as early as the fourteenth century, for in the chronicles of Augsburg and Nurnberg, of 1351 and 1360, respectively, we find reference to wire drawers, so that it is reasonable to infer that the draw plate was known and used at that period. Rudolf of Nurnberg erected the first wire-drawing mill shortly after. About the year 1500 the credit of wire drawing was ascribed in , France to one Richard Archal. It was not until about 1565 that machine drawn wire was produced in Great Britain, the manufacture being 1 introduced by a native of Saxony, C. 1 Schultz, and Caleb Bell, who had a ' mill driven by water power, in Greenfield Valley, Holywell, Queen Elizabeth being supplied with toilet pins ' from that mill. Inferior hand-drawn wire had been and was being made in the neighborhood of the Forest of Dean and elsewhere, but in the seventeenth century the improved manufacture was carried on in Yorkshire, , and later on in the districts of Warrington and Birmingham, 'where tbe industry Is still largely located. —Lon- ' don Iron and Coal Trade Review. , A smart young fellow in Chicago i who was newly-wed asked his wife ' what she would do if he came home i intoxicated. She said she had never > given the matter a thought, but should probably be inspired by the ' occasion. When, a week later, her ( hubby came whooping and staggering , home she met him at the door with a 1 pail of ice-water and soused him from head to foot before he could explain that he was only shamming. There * is prohibition in that household for , keeps. [ Wyoming is no place for old bach . elors. They have to pay a tmx of . each, and have to sew on their own buttons.

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